Ministry of Mountains

I just returned from the Colorado Christian Writers Conference.  What a great experience!  Although I’ve attended the Greater Philly Christian Writers Conference for nearly twenty-five years, the added perk to this one is the picturesque mountain setting.

The conference itself is amazing, a wealth of wisdom from the faculty and Jesus-lovin’ community who have a passion to “write His answer” to a needy world. Not just a learning experience, but also a worshipful one, thanks to the heart of director, Marlene Bagnull.

Closer to heaven than my sea-level portion of Pennsylvania, it is breathtaking . . . literally! Slender air within a mountainous embrace can definitely alter the oxygen intake.

And then, just when I got used to it . . .

Super-pal Lori Hynson, my traveling sidekick/roomie, suggested one afternoon, we make the great ascent to higher ground in the Rocky Mountain National Park. Now I know about altitude sickness, but it was still awesome! It definitely gives new meaning to having faith that can move mountains.  They’re huge.

Is our faith . . . huge?

I lifted my eyes to the heavens where my help comes from, from the Lord who made heaven and earth Psalm 121:2, and was reminded that we can scale the mountains in life that appear too massive, by faith, in a bigger Most High God.

I could only take a snapshot of remembrance.  Manmade pixels can’t get the fullness of the glory of clouds draping over outrageous peaks and their ministry over earth.

. . . and their ministry to me.  Sometimes I’ve wondered if the mystic veil of clouds blocks God’s view from watching over the messy part of my life.  No.  When we see clouds from the other side, from the airplane view, by faith we can be on the other side of the dark cloud of circumstances . . . . with only one look to the Highest.

Above mountains, above all else.

Elk and mule deer decorate organic mountainsides in Estes Park, but the most beautiful sight was one of a woman worshipping at dawn.  Her prayer closet was a boulder across the waters.  Not even a zoom lens could capture the beauty.

I’ll remember.

Look for a picture to post in your mind today . . . and let me know . . .